A Very Personal Assistant [MF]

“It’s very nice to meet you, Sir. I’m confident I’m the woman for the job. And I’m glad to say HR thinks so too. Please! Let me take your coat.” She slides the coat off his shoulders, running her hand down his arm slowly before she pulls away. “Since this is my first day, you may need to show me the ropes a little, but you can rest assured I catch on very quickly.” She hangs the coat on a rack in the corner. “I’ve taken the liberty of scheduling your meetings so you can have fifteen minute breaks between them, as well as an hour for lunch.” She puts up a hand. “Before you protest, I think you’ll see that relaxation will boost your productivity. You also have twenty minutes now before your first engagement to gather your materials, make calls, and enjoy some coffee. I have a fresh cup on your desk along with this morning’s Times. So, please relax, and let me know if there is anything else I can do for you—and I mean anything.”

His First Time [MF]

I come into the apartment and wonder where my guest is. I didn’t see his car outside, but the lights are on. I set my purse on the chair and walk into the bedroom. The bathroom door is ajar, so I push it open. He freezes, cock in hand. He had been sitting on the toilet with the front of his pants pushed down.

“Oh my God!” he says.

“Sorry! I’m so sorry!” I blurt and turn with the doorknob in hand, starting to close the door. I pause in the doorframe, looking down, and bite my lip. I can hear him scrambling, fumbling with his jeans. “Unless . . .” I trail off. I look up, still averting my eyes. “Unless you want me to help with that.”

“What?”

I blush starting from my collar up to my ears. “Unless you want me to help.” I look over and meet his eyes.

He holds my gaze for what feels like an eternity. “Yes.” He slowly stands, hands gently tugging at the sides of his jeans, the tip of his penis still visible just barely above the waistline.

Confessions of a Married Woman [M/F][x-post /r/sexystories]

He was in town for a conference at a hotel near my work. He had a bit of a break between presentations and texted me to see if I was free. Luckily I finished work early, and knowing he was in town packed some sexy supplies just in case. We decided to meet at the hotel bar at 3:00, knowing he needed to be back at the conference center by 6:00 for the keynote and dinner.

I entered the bar and spotted him with a large group of people, all talking and laughing loudly; they were a little drunk despite it being the middle of the afternoon. I caught his eye, and he tried to excuse himself, but his colleagues had him trapped. Time was wasting. As I sipped my cocktail and looked at the clock, I could see him getting antsy. He faked a yawn and lied that he needed a nap before dinner. His colleagues mocked him for not being able to hold his liquor, but he was grudgingly freed. He sneaked past me and slipped something into my pocket. By the time I grabbed it and looked up, he had hurried away to the elevators.

Confessions of a Married Woman [MF][cheating][hotel]

He was in town for a conference at a hotel near my work. He had a bit of a break between presentations and texted me to see if I was free. Luckily I finished work early, and knowing he was in town packed some sexy supplies just in case. We decided to meet at the hotel bar at 3:00, knowing he needed to be back at the conference center by 6:00 for the keynote and dinner.

I entered the bar and spotted him with a large group of people, all talking and laughing loudly; they were a little drunk despite it being the middle of the afternoon. I caught his eye, and he tried to excuse himself, but his colleagues had him trapped. Time was wasting. As I sipped my cocktail and looked at the clock, I could see him getting antsy. He faked a yawn and lied that he needed a nap before dinner. His colleagues mocked him for not being able to hold his liquor, but he was grudgingly freed. He sneaked past me and slipped something into my pocket. By the time I grabbed it and looked up, he had hurried away to the elevators.